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JON POV
Northern Kingdom, north of the Glovers' territory, 290DC, in the same predawn.
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Looking at the camp, Jon and the others quickly gathered."So, what can we do, what's the plan?" William asked, they were in a strategic position without alerting the wild camp.
"We could launch a direct attack, but that would compromise the hostages, which are our objectives here." Ducken reasoned.
"I just want to get this over with, I haven't slept in days..." The young blacksmith couldn't help but complain.
"Let's settle this tonight; tomorrow, we'll rest as long as needed." Jon said, and the men nodded with the giants around him.
"I'm thinking we can infiltrate without alerting them, am I wrong, Ducken?" Jon turned to the experienced man, and he responded.
"We can do that; we have to eliminate all the scouts. What are their numbers?" He asked, wanting to know the exact information before acting, and he knew Jon was a warg who could fully analyze the wild camp, even at night, with his owls.
"They have 183 members, losing at least 2 dozen since they arrived, at least 12 lookouts. They have a warg, and it's sleeping, not noticing me all this way since I avoided it, and I'm stronger than him." Jon reasoned.
"Stronger than him? Jon doesn't know that beyond the Wall, no Warg can even do a tenth of what you do." Seryna's strangely feminine and loud voice spoke for the first time, and Jon shrugged.
She communicated with him frequently in the common language after learning it, despite a bit of difficulty with pronunciations. She was by far the fastest to learn to speak with Jon and understand what he said to other humans with him.
"Anyway, what do you think, Ducken? Do you have something in mind?" Jon ignored Seryna and turned his attention back to Ducken.
"We can infiltrate and silently take down all the lookouts on their shifts, grab the hostages, and initiate a full-force attack on the camp. Infiltration will have to be done by us alone, without the giants, but I'd like you to stay... you're just a child, Jon, I believe William and I can handle this and get the hostages out." He said, and Jon nodded.
"I may be 9 namedays old, but I've killed before and seen a lot of cruelty. I can handle these wildlings." Jon said sincerely. He wouldn't refrain from participating, even if Ducken had some weight in his words.
*Sigh*
"Okay, but be careful and keep in mind for your animals to act at any sign of danger, Wallyk, be ready to act at any moment if Jon is in danger, along with the other giants. I'm sure the animals will alert about it, and Seryna, no, you can't go with Jon into the camp to protect him." Ducken spoke, cutting off any protest from the giant who would follow as soon as Jon went to the enemy camp alone.
"..." Seryna was extremely dissatisfied, but Jon silenced her with a glance.
At the end of the meeting, Jon, Ducken, and a nervous William prepared to infiltrate the place as the rescue team. The rest, giants and animals, would be the attack team, trampling the camp and mercilessly massacring everyone in it.
After carefully looking at the dark sky, Jon led them to the blindest spot in the area, entering from the west, where the lookout seemed to be asleep and a little distant.
Once the three men drank a potion prepared by Jon earlier, which would increase their speed with some side effects, like intense pain the next day, but necessary for such a dangerous task.
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